Chapter 40 After the game (Part 1)

In France, urban trams have almost disappeared due to the popularity of cars. However, in recent years, environmental protection concepts have become increasingly popular and tram technology has also been greatly improved, making trams again favored by various French cities and one of the key points of many urban rectification projects.

When Zhang Yang first saw a tram in France, he was quite surprised and curious. He had only seen the tram on TV before, and it was a TV series from the old Shanghai era. The ringtone of the "clang, clang, clang" was hitting the dance in Shanghai at night. The woman's fair, slender and beautiful legs.

Of course, Marseille trams are modern trams, without the nostalgic heavy feeling, and are more fashionable and beautiful.

The driving tram was shaking gently, the carriage was empty, and several old people were squinting their eyes and napping. The tram was passing through the suburbs of Marseille, and there were almost no sound of the whistle outside. There were even fewer pedestrians. It was Monday afternoon, and Zhang Yang was sitting on the tram, and the outside of the car was green. This was also a new move by the French government. There must be green grass outside the tram.

He looked outside, then inside, humming a little song in his mouth, and his heart was filled with joy. For Zhang Yang, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a game that determined his fate. Through this game, Zhang Yang really had a certain weight in Fernandez's heart. After all, Fernandez's previous optimistic attitude towards him was just a sensory judgment, and of course it was not as direct as it was in the actual game. It was more weighty.

After the match against Le Mans, Zhang Yang truly felt that he was now a member of the Marseille team.

Zhang Yang's head no longer circulated, because opposite him, a passenger raised a copy of today's evening newspaper. He was very focused. On the side of Zhang Yang, he had his own large photos and large titles:

"0:3 to 3:3! Super counterattack! Marseille is crazy for aliens"

Seeing this photo and title, Zhang Yang chuckled softly. He looked at the photo. It was a photo of him roaring to the sky to celebrate the goal after scoring the first goal. It looked so domineering! Zhang Yang thought to himself that he liked this photo.

"Under the incredible, incredible, beautiful coat is a crazy heart, this is the young man who creates magic! The young No. 27 of Marseille is like an "outsider". He 's filmed' a movie "Blue Rhapsody" for this team, and Fernandez 'wrote' a series of novels "The Genius Is Found This Way" for his team! After Zidane is Ribery, and after Ribery is the young Chinese Zhang? At least, on this day, in this game, we can understand it like this!"

Zhang Yang felt so beautiful. The feeling of being admired and paid attention to was really good.

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Zhang Yang patted his carry-on backpack and was also happy.

The backpack is full of today's sports newspapers, and the newspapers he finally found about his own reports after the youth team last time. Compared with the almost deserted reports after the youth team's game, the attention of this match with Le Mans was a huge difference. So Zhang Yang almost didn't have to look for it this time. He bought a few sports newspapers and reported about the away match between Marseille and Le Mans. There were reports about him.

Zhang Yang leaned his head against the window and closed his eyes to reminisce about the past game. This feeling of playing and scoring goals in a professional are simply a dreamy feeling for a young player. Not to mention, this is one of the five major leagues.

Now when you feel it, you will even get goosebumps excited.

This is exactly the path I pursue, this is my own stage! I will keep working hard and keep going!

Accompanied by a crisp jingle bell, the tram stopped shaking. Zhang Yang looked out the window, and the not-so-large office building not far away, his destination was arrived.

Jump out of the tram.

On one side of the road, there was a small court, and a group of children were playing football. They were wearing the blue jersey of the Marseille team, competing for the black and white elf. Every successful pass, shot, and defense would cause a scream from the children. A little boy with a dark skin color and looked like he should be a mixed-race received a pass from his "teammate". He pushed the ball slowly into the goal and immediately began to celebrate excitedly. He imitated Henry's celebration.

Looking at the two stainless steel small goals on the small court, Zhang Yang smiled enviously. He was indeed envious.

When they were young, Zhang Yang and the others often played like this. However, they were not on such a good lawn. If they were in school, it would be better. The school could play football on the playground paved with cinder, which felt good. The biggest disadvantage was that the smoke and dust would fly as soon as they ran. If they went home during holidays, the playground of cinder was gone and became open spaces on the yellow soil. Their standard was that as long as they were not on the road, the vehicles were all their stadiums. As for the goal, schoolbag, bricks, and clothes, they were all fine. If they really didn’t, just find a bright-colored plastic bag and inserted it into the soil. This is the goal.

Zhang Yang remembered that they had a real goal, which was built by their friends with a few tree stumps. This was also the first goal with a beam in Zhang Yang's consciousness. When he was "finished" to get the goal in his goal, he was very happy because it means that they could score a goal with a header, because there were no crossbars before, but only a goal made of schoolbags and bricks. Everyone agreed that the shot could only be a rolling ball on the ground, and at most it could not be dozens of centimeters off the ground. Now there is a "cross beam" and you can score a header. Of course, the feeling is that they are so happy. Now, there are really no regrets on the court.

I miss that time so much.

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Zhang Yang came to mail international parcels. He wanted to send the "newspaper reports" he collected back to China and mail them to his family and buddies.

What is certain is that when these newspapers were sent back to China, they were already old news. Besides, no one could really understand the French above.

However, this is more of a commemorative meaning.

For this young man, doing this may mean a little bit of showing off, but Zhang Yang knows that whether it is family or a few buddies, they will definitely be very happy, they will be proud of themselves, right?!

That's what he thought. Whether it was his family or brothers and friends, he always paid so much, helped so much, and paid a lot for his pursuit of his dreams.

I believe there is nothing that makes them more happy than the fact that they can ‘see’ their success.

Although it is still early to say "success", isn't you already on the road to success?

Moreover, you will definitely succeed! Sure!

The staff of the Marseille International Mailing Department need to carefully check what Zhang Yang wants to mail. After the attack on the European continent by the "Basic Quebec" on the European continent, any mails traveling to and from Europe need to be carefully inspected.

"It's just some prints, don't be nervous. Friends." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

The staff looked at Zhang Yang. He thought why the Asian man in front of him looked so familiar?

Picking up a 'print', the staff looked at the "Team News" written on it, and then there was a photo on the conspicuous page, with a bold title, "Ribery-style genius reappeared in Marseille, a perfect thirty-five-minute debut." He looked at the photo again, his eyes widened, looked up at the young man in front of him, and looked at the photo again.

"That's me." Zhang Yang raised a curve on his lips and said with a smile. He was recognized? Hehe, I'm really sorry. I don't want to be so famous, hehe. He felt very happy.

The things that followed became much easier and easier. The staff member was obviously a fan of the Marseille team. He had not been very enthusiastic about the service, but suddenly became very enthusiastic. He helped Zhang Yang handle all the mailing business properly, and said that this was a commendation for the team's winning hero.

Of course, after Zhang Yang's debut, his first autograph was left here.

"I will be your fan, Zhang." The staff member looked at Zhang Yang writing the magical 'cube characters' with a pen and said happily, "This is the best signature I have ever seen."

"Thank you." Zhang Yang said with a smile. He handed the signature to the man, "I hope you can come to watch the football in person. We need you."

"It's OK. Haha, as long as I rest, I will go to watch the game. There is my 'exclusive seat' there." The fan joked.

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Zhong Dajun felt great. He looked at his long report in a flash. He read it again and felt very satisfied.

This is a special report he specifically aims to promote.

The only regret is that Zhang Yang was not interviewed, but I will talk about this later. Zhong Dajun completed this special report through all the channels he could understand, mainly from French media reports. With some of his own speculations, he completed this special report. In fact, if he had not been rushing to publish this report in China, he would still want to be able to interview Zhang Yang who was writing this special report first.

However, it was too late to go up, and he wanted to grab the news. Zhang Yang is no longer an unknown person now. He scored twice in the Ligue 1 field and assisted with one goal, becoming the hero of the Marseille team to get out of Dion and Poly Stadium three goals in a row. This will definitely attract the attention of many domestic sports media.

Zhong Dajun wants to report in front of everyone. He feels that he is the first to pay attention to Zhang Yang, and he must have the first portion of this cake.

Zhong Dajun still has a lot of resentment. If the domestic editor-in-chief had not been too cautious and disagreed with the report he wrote after the youth team competition, he would have been the first person to report Zhang Yang. In addition to the suspicion and criticism of Zhang Yang at that time, the French media's outstanding performance in the game against Le Mans, this report is simply great, and it has the potential of a prophet. Unfortunately, the report was cut in half by China.

I believe that the editor-in-chief of China must be very upset. There was once such a good opportunity, but they didn't catch it. At that time, if the report was first released, and then the French media's criticism and suspicion of Zhang Yang, and then the report of Zhang Yang's perfect performance in the game against Le Mans, this series of reports was simply amazing.

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world.

Zhong Dajun made up his mind that he would be a 'changing person' from now on. No matter what others say, he would be firmly on the changing side!

It is definitely beneficial to follow this young man. With the intuition of a sports reporter, he made a decision.

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ps: After thinking about it, I will update it during the day. If it is updated in the middle of the night, not many friends will watch it at that time.

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Chapter completed!